Housewife

Where have all the humans gone
You’ve got to get up every morning put your apron on
You’ve decided, you’re excited
And you don’t even know why
Everybody’s doing it just wake me when you’re through

Feels good to feel finally I reel
The events of a life catching me
Like a game of tag
Like the morning after a jag
In between the time a flux that is perspective, finally

Put two feet on the floor
Leave the bed warm
Keep breathing as you run for the door
Flip the cakes in the pan
Set the table and
Which way will the fire fly first?

Adversary, this is not new
She was too, though the path to her
The becoming if you will
Until the crack in the wall
Waiting for someone to make the wall only a memory